Who are you stranger
that stopped at my door
That looked into my heart
and seemed to want more
I wonder about you
The where and the why
The how and the when
And still know relatively nothing
I guess you are you
I am I...
Strangers watching different skies
Watching the light fade and then die
Still, I wonder about you
What makes you laugh?
What makes you cry?
Do you in the night, sigh?
What dreams haunt you in the dark?
What demons must you fight in the light?
Who is the person that resides in your soul?
What breaks you up, what makes you whole?
Tell me, I want to know... this and more |
